| Yeah, so, I could’ve done better
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| Tell the rest to the man on the leather couch
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| It used to be we’d all stick together
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| Even when our ties are weathered out
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| If you’re so unhappy locked inside your house
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| Then maybe just come out
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| Hey, man, you could’ve done better
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| Yesterday is gone or whatever now. |
| Uhhh
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| And I don’t know a way to live forever
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| And that’s not up to me to figure out. |
| Yeahhh
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| If I had to spell it out for you
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| I’d write it down in my blood
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| Cause I don’t wanna be there when it ends
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| To be there when the curtains fall
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| And I don’t wanna be there when it ends
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| To see them as they take it all, it all, from you
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| Hey, man, you should’ve said nothing
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| After all the words just bring us down
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| There used to be a lot more coming
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| And that’s the way we all could spend our round
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| And if I had to spell it out for you
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| I’d write it down in my blood
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| Cause I don’t wanna be there when it ends
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| To be there when the curtains fall
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| And I don’t wanna be there when it ends
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| To see them as they take it all, it all, from you
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| And if I had to spell it out for you
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| I’d write it down in my blood
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| Cause I don’t wanna be there when it ends
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| To be there when the curtains fall
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| And I don’t wanna be there when it ends
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| To see them as they take it all, it all, from you
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| I don’t wanna be there
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| I don’t wanna be there
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| I don’t wanna be there
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| I don’t wanna be there
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| When it ends |